It was just a matter of time.

A truth universally known to commercial drivers, is that you go where the stuff IS, and take it where it GOES. 

With that in mind, we have gone to factories, warehouses, shipping companies, any place that has stuff to move, and delivered that stuff to wherever they need it to be. 

We have been to most of the states east of the Mississippi River, except Florida and New England. We've been to the American Southwest and California. We have crisscrossed Texas so many times!

In all those miles, we've seen the landscape and people, but it's mostly been zipping by at 65 miles an hour. We've been able to focus on the truck, the girls, and us without too much difficulty. If the truck is running rough, if the girls need another layer because the weather turned colder than we expected, or if Nick or I aren't feeling 100% and need an over-the-counter medicine, we stop somewhere and take the time to do what we need to do. We have the financial and occupational luxury to do this.

Every time we come up from the Mexican border, we drive through a Border Patrol Checkpoint. Lots of cars and trucks driving up to the guard to tell him, "Yes, I'm an American citizen," or show him the appropriate documentation. It was almost a joke between us.....until the other night.

We got waved through the checkpoint, and suddenly all lanes were stopped. They held us back so they could move 40-50 people, hands on their heads, across the traffic lanes from the semi that had all doors open, while two guards were looking through EVERY part of that truck.

We were right there, front row, watching desperate people being herded away from their dreams. Someone in the next truck was taking pictures. I felt bad enough just watching, there was no way I was going to record this.

And just that quick, the illegal aliens were gone, moved inside the BPS office, and the trucks started moving, except the one being torn apart.

I'm not making a  political statement about this, that's not my thing. It was just so sad watching people who had risked so much to follow their dreams, to the point they were truly risking their lives, being forced to make the walk of shame in front of the drivers setting there. 

What is the take-away, when the best thing you can say is, "At least they didn't die in that trailer"?

Set off the serious tone with cute baby!